Sasuke sat in his chair looking out of the Kohanoha Clinic large bay windows

Sasuke sat in his chair looking out of the Kohanoha Clinic large bay windows. It was sunset and the sky looked as if it was slashed with orange, purple, yellow, and pink. The sun looked softer than it usually did in the summer. There were birds flying right over the horizon of the lake. If Sasuke couls, he would paint it. But…

"Sasuke, how are you today?"

Sasuke continues to stare out the window. He knows who it is, its Minato. The last person he wanted to see and strangely the only he would acknowledge. Minato was like the father he always wanted his to be. Sometimes he wished he wasn't like this, sometimes he wished he could be just like Minato.

To him Minato was beautiful. He had a mess of sun kissed hair that framed his tanned face. Blue eyes that seemed as deep as the ocean itself, the held so much emotion sometimes Sasuke felt as if he were drowning in them. Minato was also tall, about six foot six. He was extremely in shape but not in a gross way like giant man muscles, no Minato was like magazine cover fit.

Musing over him always made Sasuke feel as if he were missing something very important about Minato, and in a way Sasuke knew what it was. Minato had had a wife sixteen years ago but she had been murdered while she was pregnant with Minato's son. The baby had survived but was so tiny he almost had no chance of surviving, almost.

To his complete horror Sasuke found himself wishing the baby would have died, wishing Minato would only want him as a son.

Minato crouches down in front of Sasuke and lifts each of his legs massaging his ankles and calves. Then makes his way up rubbing his knee caps and thighs. Just as Minato begins massaging Sasuke's inner thighs Sasuke can feel heat pooling in his belly. And just as soon as its there its gone.

When Minato looks up at him Sasuke can already tell he has something important to say. Just by the look in his eyes, determination, anger, fear, and so much more.

Just to help him out a bit Sasuke smiles at him, which only comes out as a smirk. It angers Sasuke that he cant make it much more, to show his appreciation, his love, but in another way its fine. He doesn't want Minato to think lowly of him. Minato had always said Sasuke was the most emotionally well kept person he had ever met and it made him proud, considering Sasuke's 'condition'.

Gathering his courage Minato looks up at Sasuke and smiles from his spot on the floor.

"Sasuke I have something important I would like to ask you. You don't have to say a word just frown or smirk if you want to answer, and you don't have to answer now. I want you to think about it," he looks Sasuke right in the eyes, " please think about it Sasuke…"

I smirk/smile for him to continue.

He gives me sort of a calculating look then takes a deep breath.

"Sasuke do you remember Dr. Sanin?"

Smirk.

"Do you remember all the work he has been doing on you.? The blood tests and the operations?"

Sasuke frowns. Not because he doesn't remember but because he hates Dr. Sanin and his 'experiments'.

"I know I know," Minato replys as if reading his mind," but listen to this buddy. Dr. Sanin and I have been using you blood cells to test out a new discovery made in Korea. They call it 'The Paralysis Project'. What it is, is a type of operation that will surgically correct all of the nerves in you body that's affected with the paralysis."

Sasuke stiffens, 'corrects?', he wasn't sure. What if something went wrong…

"Now before you so thinking something may go wrong I want you to meet someone special. He, just like you, use to have the same paralysis disorder except for him, he couldn't even smile. His body was basically swallowed whole by it."

'Swallowed whole?'

"Sasuke listen to this. We sent him to Korea," at this pain and hope flashes in Minato's eyes," and they tested the procedure out on him. It worked Sasuke. They were able to free his body of the paralysis but at a cost. He cant speak." Tears start to fill the impossibly blue orbs and Sasuke wonders how deeper they could get and if maybe he could drown in them.

Minato wipes his eyes and looks back up from his crossed legged position.

"Sasuke…I…," Minato sighs," We used your blood cells Sasuke and … yours are wonderful. We tested it on a special case, just like ours, in Japan. The boy there could not speak like the one here and when we used your cells in the operation his speech returned…isn't that beautiful Sasuke…"

Now Minato is openly crying and Sasuke find himself feeling depressed and angered. How special could this person be that it broke Minato down. Minato the strongest, the bravest, the undescribable…

To Sasuke's surprise he could feel himself breaking inside, just a little.

"Gee I'm being so touchy right? Listen the only thing is the operation will take a few months of physical therapy, in your case five or four months. Here lets go,"

With that Minato jumps up from his spot on the floor gets behind Sasuke's chair, releases the brakes, and steers him out into the hallway.

Sasuke usually woke up in the big bay room and fell asleep in there too. He had never seen his room or any of the other rooms. He always ate his meals with Minato, as if he could eat anywhere else.

So being in the hall was a new and wonderful experience for him, even if his face didn't show it.

In the hall there were several pictures of the staff; Minato, Dr. Sanin, Dr. Tusaunde, his father Dr. Uchiha, the physical therapist Dr. Jirya, and his most favorite person after Minato, Kakashi sensei.

The portrait hung next to a picture of a new, Sasuke guessed, staff member. On the plack under the picture it said Dr. Iruka Umino, and in the picture there was a boy in a wheelchair. Drool was running down his chin and he was looking at the camera with his head tilted to the right. He was wearing an orange hospital gown and a hospital band with a red sticker, just like Sasuke's was visible on his wrist.

There were blond tuffs of hair hanging in his eyes and around his shoulders contrasting with his tan skin. He also had the same eyes as Minato…wait…same as Minato?

At this moment Sasuke cursed his speech impairment. He wanted to as who the boy was but even if he could speak he would be afraid to ask. He wasn't stupid, he knew the boy was Minato's son, but he wanted to ask what the boy's name was.

"We're here!"

With that Sasuke realizes he missed the whole trip down the hall studing the picture mentally embedded in his brain.

They are in front of an brown mahogany door with the name Naruto on a plate attached to the door. When Minato opens the door Sasuke is surprised at what he sees. There is the boy from the picture and the man too. Naruto, as Sasuke assumes is his name, is sitting at a table next too the Iruka character. He looks as if he's concentrated on something but when he hears us enter he turns around and stares.

Sasuke can already tell he doesn't like the kid because he's staring. But his opinion his altered when a smile splits the boys features and Sasuke realizes, he's more beautiful than any camera can capture.

The boy jumps up from his seat at the table ad pulls on Iruka's sleeve and smiles up at him. Iruka then guides him over to Minato and Sasuke can see that Naruto isn't holding on to him for support but for what he wonders.

"Sasuke," Minato smiles," this is my son Naruto. The one I was telling you of who went to Korea for the operation."

Sasuke's eyes widens. That boy? The special case? The only special case Sasuke could think of for him was extreme beauty!